I am 3 men

Every person is 3 people: What I think I am, what others think I am, and what I really am. What I really am is a fate I could never change. No one can be anything other than their true self. Trying to be what you are not is a way to lose your self respect. I see it every day. People who are so lost they cannot be reached. People who have utterly given up. They have a self-loathing that poisons any contact with others. I can look at a stranger and read his or her pain like words on a page. The aggressive young men are comical in their machismo. The hostile stares with the inflated body language is laughable. The submissive types that avoid eye contact have shrunk into safe worlds of their own making. And the scammers with their baited hooks fishing for dupes. Walk any city street and smell the fear and desperation.